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Icicles and a seasonal poem

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06 Jan 2010 15:21 - 06 Jan 2010 15:26 #278 by Hamish Carr
Icicles and a seasonal poem was created by Hamish Carr
The icicles hanging on the front of the cottage reminded me of this seasonal poem by old Will. By the way, our longest icicle is 8" today 6/1/2010. It's grown 1.5" since yesterday. Is there a record breaking icicle out there somewhere in Abernyte?

WHEN icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail;
When blood is nipt, and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

When all around the wind doth blow,
And coughing drowns the parson's saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian's nose looks red and raw;
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl—
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

Winter - W. Shakespeare
Last edit: 06 Jan 2010 15:26 by Hamish Carr.

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